(2) Wed May 05 2004 13:10 PSTFreya Stark:
The nurses were all women of the streets… I was sorry for one or two who looked sad and wistful; one especially who used to stop others from making jokes when I was there, because—I once heard her say—“she isn’t like us.” Since knowing them, I have never felt that there is a real barrier between different sorts of women, only differences of the accidental sort that divide all human beings.

My boss’ granddaughter has a GS who she brings over to play in the backyard. She acts just like Gretel, digging through planters and climbing on whatever she can to look through the window.